I’ve just downloaded 200 megs + from gwynunlimited.com (my old corner of the internet) with a view to shutting it all down. It’s got so much stuff there though. Downloading it was like finding a box of badly sorted photos and letters from several years ago.

I give it another month before it disappears completely.

For now, here are some highlights from memory lane circa 2004:

How we used to look…

Dawn of the ‘Cus… Day before , Day he arrived, December 24th 2004 (black Thursday) , Our first small fortune at the vets …

Stu and Anne come to California

Look it! I used to read books.

Crunchy nut cornflakes disappeared off the market in the States, and all I have left of them is this scan of a limited edition packet from 2004… No photoshop. That’s the uberpatriotic packaging. This was in the days before Steven Colbert.

And finally for today, I discovered the wonderful world of javascript rollover effects.

If I find more stuff I might salvage it and put it here.

I just passed the 10,000 photos mark on Flickr. Here’s photo #10,000 from Guanatos Gwyn’s Flickrstream…

It’s from last Sunday morning’s impromptu Flickrtour in Guadalajara looking at the architecture of GDL’s own Luis Barragán in the Chapultepec area. Here’s the full set. I’d have rigged #10,000 to be a bit more interesting had I known… but I’ve uploaded worse and no mistake.

Day 4, involved the Tianguis Cultural, El Rincon de los Becerra where José got his mobile phone nicked/misplaced and a well nice birthday/bienvenido/it´s a Saturday party round Karla´s new mansion.
I spent the night at Amour Fou and headed straight for the Flickrtour a few hours later…

Day 5, Flickrtour, Chelas, Siesta, Pozole, Lucha Libre!, La Cava…

Anyway, many thanks to my 157 contacts, 52 friends and 2 family members and all of you who’ve encouraged my amateur photo shennanigans along the way with your comments, testimonials and kind words. Life would not be the same without Flickr, I’ve met so many great people and spend a good while every day enjoying their photography. Here’s to the next 10,000. Cheers!

Here is my “most interesting” set, and here’s the least interesting. Flickr’s the most fun $24.95 can buy… Enjoy!

Daniel can’t get enough of the Mexican handicrafts…

Breakfast in El Colibrí, once again molletes… They’re bread rolls cut in half with cheese and frijoles on ‘em with the option of salsa mexicana and chorizo. José went for some kind of egg based thing as you can see. Then he went to work and I went to complete the orders received for artesania from Tlaquepaque.

You’ve two options if you’re after Mexican arts and crafts, one is go to Tonalá right on the outskirts of town where everything’s made and there’s lots of cheap shops selling less than perfect stuff, or Tlaquepaque which had its centre recently renovated and is awash with pricey boutiques. I went to t-paque because there’s a bit more to photograph, involves less walking, is slightly closer to the centre and also has a tequila shop where I knew I could get Sita’s 7 Leguas Blanco. I got some jewellery, and something that conformed to Monica’s request for “something metal you can put on the wall”.

I stopped by at la Mata Tinta, a cybercafe/restaurant run by a Scottish bloke (and his wife) who I met last year. He seemed to be thriving, getting the place ready for the forthcoming rainy season. I also took a taxi to the DIF (social security place) to catch up with a mate of mine from my photojournalism course. Nice to see him too and discover a different part of T-Paque, I couldn’t wander much because now it was getting to be the hottest part of the day and I was carrying me camera and lenses and awkwardly shaped wall hangings.

The taxi from Tonala to the centre took forever due to the construction of the Macrobus (or was it macrocamion) that’s causing delays all along the Calzada de Independencia built ready for the Panamerican Games in a few years time. Luckily the taxista had given me a price rather than have the metre running. I still got out of the taxi half a mile before my destination partly because of the heat, partly the traffic, but mainly because he’d started telling me jokes to pass the time… (¿Cuántos chinos hay en China? Ninguno, ¡puros lacios! Don’t even ask for a translation…)

So I checked to see if Anel and Claus were about at Amour Fou, sure enough they were. AF has now closed business but it’s still as hospitable as ever. We went for a swift pint in La Cava and then the plan was to head out to the middle of nowhere to see Aldo’s band plays some covers at the offices of Hewlett Packard, instead everyone’s plans changed and we met up with Jose, Javier, Hugo and co at Los Famosos Equipales and after that to a nearby fiesta on a roof.

And thus was last Friday. Good times. I’m having issues with uploading to Flickr with tags and suchlike, but here’s some of the set of Dia 3.

Sita’s birthday dinner last night was great btw. Shall put a few photos up soon. Thanks for the wellwishing

So I woke up on Javier’s sofa, he’d already made it to work and I had a wander round the Seattle area of Zapopan, it’s all huge mansions and pebbled roads. Gorgeous in the early morning light, then I ambled round the centre of Zapopan, I only had my little camera with me, so you’ll be spared more fisheye photos for now. Saw a chameleon car or two and also snapped a photo of a sign saying something like Beer for the same price as a bus ticket and such and such restaurant, established bloody ages ago… did a bit of email checking and shopping and then met up with Javier again for a torta ahogada near CEPE.

I also made it back to our old house in calle Garibaldi, now completely refurbished/painted and the home of Juanita and her estetica. Me agave plants weren’t there any more and the garden looks a lot more Zen without the schipperke landing pad… I nipped into Waldo’s mart (everything for a dollar or 12ish pesos) and got some of their surprisingly good Polish dark chocolate for old times sake. Juan de Bonafont was even in the neighbourhood and greeted me with “Y dónde está el Atticus?” (so where´s Atticus?” which was brilliant. I said hello in the corner shop too just for good measure. The old barrio looked good.

I had a quick siesta, went for a few tacos (chorizo was all they had cos it was early) then ambled to the cafe Fenix in front of the expiatorio where I’d announced I’d be to the Flickr folks. Many were already there when I arrived so I had a really warm greeting and passed out a few pressies and other requests to the crowds. It was great to see everyone again, there were also some peeps I didn’t expect to see from Flickr and elsewhere so though there was no official count of the numbers I had the rockstar treatment. Fantastic it was. Muchas gracias to all of you who made it. It was one of the many highlights of the week for me. And if you promised to visit us in Portland, we hope you’ll make it

After the flickreunion I went back to Abuela desde Guanatos’s house with her and Fabian and had wine on the roof looking over the cityscape from the 5th floor, and listened to some esoteric records from the collection. A very nice way to end the day all round.

Here’s the link to Day two’s set on Flickr since putting them all in here ruins Flash’s day.

It’s Sita’s birthday today and so I shall acquiesce to her request:

Personal Message
could you post this on your site?

They’re all as bad as each other if you ask me, but at least Obama can roll his Rs convincingly.

What a week. I’m now catching up with all manner of business and starting to look at some of the 500 odd photos. Guadalajara, Mexico was absolutely brilliant. Since life moves pretty slowly round here in Alameda, I’m just going to serialise what I did day by day last week with accompanying photos. Tuesday: Arrival, Jose picked me up from the airport, my old mobile phone blinked back to life, got some keys cut, the bed inflated, and went for a quiet night in Cafe Colibri, Las Fuentes…

Wednesday: Checked me emails at J’s school, then headed straight for the centre and had molletes’n'coffee at Cafe D’Val, shoved the fisheye onto me camera and wandered round for a few hours via the usual centro historico landmarks such as the fountains, San Juan de Dios, La Fuente and suchlike. When it got too hot around 2ish, I headed back to Jose’s and we went round Javier’s to watch Atlas lose 3-0, then on to Fernando’s then on to Bar Scratch, then La Cava, then back to crash on Javier’s sofa…